Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Senegal and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Babytalk to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Godley & Creme,
Jerry's Kids,
Pole,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Wally Richardson,
Easy Going,
Liliput,
Marc Almond,
Slave,
The Trojans,
Radiohead,
Warren Ellis,
The Raincoats,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tres Demented,
Minnie Riperton,
A Flock of Seagulls,
T. Rex,
Organ,
Scratch Acid,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Monochrome Set,
Piero Umiliani,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Chris & Cosey,
Soft Machine,
Clear Light,
The Golliwogs,
AZ,
Jacob Miller,
Lou Reed,
Cybotron,
Von Mondo,
Johnny Clarke,
Donald Byrd,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Selecter,
Tommy Roe,
OOIOO,
Ken Boothe,
Fluxion,
Radio Birdman,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Smog,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kenny Larkin,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ultravox,
The Fuzztones,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
John Cale,
Unrelated Segments,
Boz Scaggs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pharoah Sanders,
New Age Steppers,
cv313,
Sam Rivers,
Deepchord,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.